My mouth
traces the edge
of your clavicle
kiss by kiss.
“Oooh I was never so
aware of my clavicle
before this! ”
You whimper.
“Never gave it
a second thought! ”
You moan.
“God! Do do the other
one! ”
I do
intend to
but my attention
is arrested
by your breasts
who
surround me
take me
prisoner
demand all
my attention
your usually
inverted nipples now
standing to attention
as for a national anthem.
It’s only hours later
I finally make it back
to your left clavicle
- as promised.
HA! I have discovered the secret to more than one reader...see your mailbox for the answer! ! LYN And by the way...the vacation seems to be working! !
Wowser..... and isn't clavicle such a pretty word? I'm sure your little lady was more than impressed with your longevity! HG: -) xx
Hours! ! Oh Donall. Standing to attention that long is so waring on the.... feet :) F
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
vivid, playful and romantik - it is your style - inimitable